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OPMAMAMAAAA 44A404A MAAA MMA* «Ryder appeared not to notice her commentary, and, still reading the ~book, he continued:â€" 'm.mwm.n hard to appear unconcerned is she answered; _ "Oh, my book! â€" Have you read it?" ~~*I have," replied Ryder slowly, and, ' her with a stire that was beginâ€" ‘wb make her unconifortable, be John Brod * + ‘ *"From imagination, of course," amâ€" «*"On page 22 you call him ‘the worldis greatest individualized potentiality, a glant combination of materiality, menâ€" tality and moneyâ€"the greatest exemâ€" plar of individual human will in exâ€" istence today.‘ And you make indomâ€" itable will and energy the keystone of his marvelous success. Am I right?" He looked at her questioningly. "Quite right," answered Shirley. Ryder proceeded; # "On page 26 you say ‘the machinery of his money making mind typifies the laws of perpetual unrest. It must go on relentlessly, resistlessly, ruthlessly making money, making money, and continuing to make money. It cannot stop until the machinery crumbhk'l" Laying the book down and turning ‘sharply on Shirley, he asked her bluntâ€" on: No doubt your‘time is valâ€" . so I‘ll come right to the point. I want to ask you, Miss Green, where you got the character of your central ;w iâ€"the Octopus, as you call himâ€" mnoticed" that there were several pas sages marked. He turned the leaves over in silence for a minute or two, and then he said: N « *Â¥es," assented Shirley; "he has big possibilities, but I think he makes very sthail use of them." ‘ Â¥et while he said nothing the plutoâ€" crat was watching his visitor closely ‘from under his thick eyebrows. She ‘.md supremely unconscious of his scrutiny. Her aristocratic, thoughtful face gave no sign that any ulterior moâ€" tive had actuated ber evidently very hostile attitude against him. ‘That he was in her mind when she drew the Character of Jolin Broderick there was mo doubt possfble. No matter how she might evade the identification, he was eonvinced he was the hero of her book, ‘Why had she attreked him so bitterly ? _ "Do you mean to say that I couldn‘t stop tomorrow if I wauted to?" . Bhe affected to not understand him. _ "You?" she inquired in a tone of surâ€" eyes. But tell me what‘s your private opinion of this man. You drew the character. ‘What do you think of him as a typeâ€"howâ€" would you classify him ?" "Well, it‘s a natural question," stamâ€" mered Ryder, with a neryous little laugh. "Every man sees himself in the hero of a novel just as every woâ€" man sees herself in the heroine. We are all heroes and heroines in our own "As the greatest criminal the world has yet produced," replied Shirley without a moment‘s hesitation. 8 _ ‘The finaucier looked at the girl in unfeigned astonishment. "Criminal?" he echoed. "Yes, criminal," repeated Shirley deâ€" cisively. "He is avarice, egotism and ambition incarnate. He loves money because he loves power, and he loves power more than his fellow man." P e e n e t modalans _ Ryder laughed uneasily. Decidedly this girl had opinions of her own which she was not backward to express. ~"Ten‘t that rather strong?" he asked. "I don‘t think so," replied Shirley. Then quickly she asked: "But what does it matter? No such man exists." â€" "No, of course not," said Ryder, and he relapsed into silence. â€" o not she who had sought this Interrtew,â€" z;gm-.;ushvfi’ no biackâ€" Eiailer. Mey probably she was a dreamerâ€"one oF, those meddling sociolâ€" tu who, under pretense of bettering j s of the working classes, stir 2 discontent and bitterness of feeling. , As such she might prove more to be feared than a mere blackmailef whom he could buy off with money. He knew he was not popular, but he was no worse than the other‘ captaly§ of industry, It was a cut t game at best,. Competition was thy sanl of commercial life, and if he byd outwit» ted his competitors and facle himself richer than all of them he was not & ériminal for that. But all these atâ€" in newspapers and books dig not do him any good. Opne duy the Kmm-l might tike these domagogic wrlitin;® sericusly, and then there woul) be the devihto pay. Me took up the book ngt.A and.ran over the pages. ‘This certain« ‘ty was no orfinury girl. Bhe know mndh.d-mond!mtmof saying things than any woman he had ever met Aud as he watched her #urtively across the desk he wondered. how he could use herâ€"how instead of being his enemy he could make ber his friend. If he did not, she. would go laway write more such books, and this kind might become A real his interests. . Money could do A It could secure the servâ€" of this woman and prevent her doâ€" ‘ing further mischief. But How could he employ her? Suddenly an inspira« .Mon came to him. For some years be had been collecting :gnmhl for a bisâ€" "Â¥ou‘ve sketched a pretty big man E".im 'mpl:' ;rnmu tompany. «uid write 1t 1t t# be his own biography; ,W. she ******" TBE MOUSE A Story of: American Lafe Novelized. From the Play by BY ARTHUR HORNBLOW. CBARLES ELE â€" $$ "But you didn‘t ask me 10. cand me:. iy tom’:wrvm t l& of my own work."" ~** "No."~ repined ‘Ryderslowly, "I want you ‘to do some work for me." He opened a ‘drawer at the lefthand side of his desk and took out several mum.fl.nul:ndlw she ght of the letters. ‘Were her ‘s amoug them? Jx what kind of work Burkett Ryder had for her to do and i she would do it whatever it was, ing or. of that kind. If it was well paid. why should she not accept? ‘There would be nothing hy milliating in it; it would not tie ber hands in any way. She was a profes slonal writer in the market to be emâ€" ployed by whoever could pay the price. Besides, such work might give her betâ€" ter opportunities to secure the letters of which she was in search. Gatherâ€" ing in one pile all the papers he had removed from the drawer, Mr. Ryder "I want you to put my blography toâ€" gether from this material But first," he added, taking up ‘"The American Octopus," "I want to know where you got the details of this man‘s life." YOb, for the most partâ€"imagination, newspapers, magazines," replied Shirâ€" ley carelessly. "You know the Amerâ€" ican millionaire is a very overworked topic just nowâ€"and naturally I‘ve read"â€" "Yes, I understand," be said, "but I refer to what you haven‘t readâ€"what you couldn‘t have read. For enfiplo. here." He turned to a page marked in the book and read aloud: "As an eviâ€" dence of his petty vanity, when a youth he had a beautiful Indian girl tattooed just above the forearm." Ryâ€" der leaned eagerly forward as he aaked her searchingly, "Now who told you that I had my arm tattooed when I was a boy?" "Let me read you anothe? coinciâ€" dence," safl Ryder meaningly. He turned to another part of the book and read, ‘"the same eternal long black cigar elways between his lips." "Have you?" laughed Shirley nervâ€" ously. "What a curious coincidence!" "General Grant smoked, too," interâ€" rupted Shirley. "All men who think decply along material lines seem to smoke." ‘"‘Well, we‘ll Jet that go. But how about this?" He turned back a few pages and read: "John Broderick had loved when a young man a girl who lived in Vermont, but circumstances separated them." He stopped and stared at Shirley a moment, and then be said: "I loved a girl when I was a lad and she came from Vermont, and cireumstances separated us. That isn‘t coincidence, for presently you make John Broderick marry a youngâ€" woman who had money. I married a girl with money." + "I said with money, not for money," retorted Ryder. Then, turning to the book, he said; "Now, this is what I ean‘t understand, for noâ€" one could have told you this but I myself. Lisâ€" ten." ..He read alond; "‘With all pis puysibat brilser;® anu*,®rsonat ‘lohn Broderick® was lutennlywm of death. It was on his mind stantly.‘ Who told you that?‘ demanded somewhat roughly. "L 4 I‘ve nevor mentioned it to ® soul." "Lots of men marry for money," reâ€" marked Shirley. & & ‘"Most imen who amass money afraid of death," replied Shirley w§ outward composure, "for: death about the only thing that can separate them from their money." ; Ryder laughed, but it was a bollow, mocking â€" laugh, meither sincere nor hearty. It wis a laugh such as the devil may have given whep driven ont of heaven. » "It‘s me and it en‘t me," went o Ryder, flourishing the boot.w'fl'hz_ fellow pg,a-m,ap_u!m e cessful and he‘s great, but I m‘t?b his finish." "It‘s logical," ventgred Shirley. . ; "It‘s cruel," insisted Ryder. *> af "So is the man who reverses the d vine law and hates his neighbor [inâ€" stead of loving bim," retorted Shirley. "You‘re quite a character"" He laughed again, and Shirley, catching the infection, iaughed too. 5 She spoke more boldly, beginning to feel more sure of ber ground, and it amased ber to fence in this way with the man of millions.. 80 far, she thought, he had not got the best of Bor. Bhe was fast becoming uspd to bhim, and her frst feeling of "Intlimidation was passing away, "Um!"‘‘gruafed Ryder. "You‘re a curious girl. Upon my word you Intew ost me!" He took the mass of papers ‘ving at hbis elbow and pushed them aver to ber, "Here," he said, "I want on to makeâ€"as clever a book out of this chaos as you did out of your owh Imagination." * Shirtey turned the papers over caroâ€" lesmly . L "8> you think your Jife is a good exâ€" ample to follow?" whe csked, with a tinge of frony. j "Isn‘t it?" he deffiaded. The girl looked hbim square in the face. 2 "Buppose," she said, "we all wanted to follow it; suppose we all wanted to be the rich&t, the most powertal perâ€" sanage in the world?* "Well, what theit‘?". he demanded. "I think it would postpone the ara of the â€"brotherhood ‘of man indefnitely, dan‘t you?" 4 * Te c ce "I mover thought of it from (that gdm of view," Really," he & traordindry (gift. © , you~ can‘t more than twenty Of #0." > .000 > aches â€" and . neuraigiaâ€"~to. â€" regulate If ‘the bowels and skin are not ridâ€" ding the system of waste, the kidneys try to do so and are overworked.. . *Fruitâ€"aâ€"tives" keep blood pure and> richâ€"relieve the stomach and kidneys ~â€"gegulate the bowels; and invyorate tives" are a v discovery, being a combination of â€" fruit . juices and tonics... 50e a boxâ€"six for $2.50. At all dealers, or from . "Fruitâ€"aâ€"tives" Limited, Ottawa. ‘ k bowels, kidneys and skin so that all the polsons of the body will be properâ€" ly carried off. y Kyder‘s face expanded in & broag smile. He admired this girt‘s pluck and ready wit; He grew more ariable and tried to gain her confidence. <In & coazing tone he said: D tails? Take me {nto your confdence." "I have taken you into my confâ€" dence," laughed Shirley, pointing at her book. "It cost you $1.50." Turning over the papers he had put before her, she said presently, "I don‘t know about this." You don‘t think my life would make good reading?" he asked, with some asperity. a "It might," she replied slowly, as if unwilling to commit herself as to its commercial or literary value. ‘Then she said frankly: To tell you the honâ€" est truth, I don‘t consider mere genius in money making is sufficient provoca: tion for rushing into print You see, unless you come to a bad end, it would have no moral." Ignoring the not very fattering inâ€" sinuation. contained in this last speech, the plutocrat continued to urge ber : "Â¥ou can name your ewn price if you three or even five thousand â€"GONRAES It‘s only a few months‘ work." "Five thousand ° dollars?* echoed Shirley. . "That‘s \l:t of : money." Smiling, she added: ‘‘It appeals to my comrsercial seose. Buf l’.w subject does noFarbuse my enth 1 from an artistic standpoint."* ‘ Ryder seemed amused at the ldn;: any oneâ€"hesitating. to make $5,000, : knew that writers do not run ‘atross know why I‘m so auxious to get you to do the work. I suppose if‘s be. watt i7 Aes "in ber‘e motieat me of my son. ‘bes a i Shirley started invota when Ryder mentionéd bis son. Bot he did not potice 4t, -.;w;'y,-vg wild?* she gukod, as if oply mildly interested. __â€" â€" h "Ob, no; T * said eA hests rean, I suppose," she aaid. â€"â€" * e im haten Apiin rantbnt " Tubley coughes io maee Di amber rassment and repiled ndifferently: "So many boys doâ€" that. Besides," in her eyes, "Lcan bardly imagine that wwmwmldbom-ofi less you selected her a Ryder made no answer, He folded his arms and gazed dt her, ‘Who was this woman who knew him so well, who could read <his inmost thoughts, who never mide.a mistake? After a "Do you know you say the strangest things t‘ * + uk % "Truth is strange," replied Whirley enrelessly. ‘ "ILâ€"don‘t suppose you hear it very aften." a "Not in that form," admitted Ryder. some of the letters he had passed her and was perusing them one.after unâ€" consulting you on politics and Anapce "From the way you 88y he doesn‘t," retorted Shirley. Ryder gave his caller a look in which admiration was mingled with astonishâ€" "Bleas his heart!" sald Bhirley to herâ€" sel. â€"Aloud she said: "I hope they‘ll both outwit you." Ryder iaughed in spite of himself. ‘You are right again," he said. "The Idiot does love the gir1." _ .. _ "What‘s the objection to the girl?" * Evey ohptclioe. 1 dowt want har " Ti snn te To. better mfim “""L“‘ufi""&"’;" nummn:mmb This young woman certainly interested him more than any other he had ever known. ¢ "I don‘t think I ever met any one in my life quite like you," he said. _ of," repiled Ryder "But because a "All these lettor® from: Washington has a good charnoter, that ecessarily make her a desiraâ€" five thousand ~dollars. Preked thur Sat" ce "I don‘t ! She was quick to see that it meant | more visits to the bouse and other and perhaps better opportunities to find the objects of her search. . RMyder "lifted ]mm.‘h@;W.&- ed to his secretary in apother room, while Shirley, who was still standing, continued exatminingâ€"the papers and | letters. 7 "Is that you, Bagley?. What‘s that? ; General Dedge? Get rid of him, 1 can‘t see him today. Tell him to come totmortrow. . What‘s that?. My ~son 'nflpgnm?"renlhn“b the phone." At that instant Shirley gave a little cry, whichk in vain she tried to supâ€". press. Ryder: Jooked up. _ lm'” atzi | x nothing!‘ she repited in ‘a w?'?mf. "I pricked myseif miph.":‘tuh‘m." . | She ‘had ‘come across~her fathâ€" â€" er‘s missing letters, which had got ~mired up, evidently without Ryder‘s ; knowledge, in the mass of papers he . nad handed her, Prepared as she was â€"to find the letters somewhere in the ; hw-%mn&mCM W&i" [. a shock. â€" Now she had them, she must not let them go again; _ yet how gould she. keep them unobâ€" . served?© Conld . sho ~conceal them? WW mtflodboflp 4 > im . bosom w WWI!I bus»y at the phoue, but he suddeniy c t e nc e oces In her nfi' Aguin be fixed her with that glance which in his business mj.lhumnah'bmd-n. Rent~astoetoing 1. rasely" oo uet 4 1 I rarely do, but 1 can‘t help it Iâ€" like.you, upon : my soul I do, and I‘m going to introduce you to my wifeâ€"my #son"â€" as if he were going to use it. you always tell people what they are to do and how they are to do it You are a born general.* You kdbw I‘ve "What a commander in chief you would have madeâ€"how natural it is for you to command!" exciaimed Shirâ€" ley in & burst of admiration that was sar and Alexander must have been great domestic leaders as well as imâ€" perial nlers....\‘m suss of it now & _ ‘Rydet Iitened to fier in amazkment. He was not quite sure if she: were making fun of bim or not. . _"Well, of all"â€"â€" he began; then in terrupting bimself hbe: said amiably, "Won‘t you do me the honor to meet Shirley smiled sweetly and bowed. "Thank you, Mr. Ryder, I will." Bhe rose from her seat and leaned over the manmscripts to conceal the satisfaction this promise ofâ€"an introâ€" @uction to the family circle gave her. gerved?© Conld . aho ~conceal â€" them? Would he miss them? She tried to slip them in .her bosom while Ryder: was busy at the phoue, but :c -Mh:.ly l ‘?”. it & #Hello, Jefferson, boy! You want to see me. Can you walt tll I‘m through? I‘ve got a lady ‘here. ~Goingâ€" away? mhnmhnl’::p-utw your.mind. : You want to say, goodby. Come up in about five minutes, and T‘ll introduce you to a very interesting perâ€" son." ~â€" ‘He lanughed and hung up the recetver. Shirley was all unstrung. trying to overcome the emotion which her dis a is taldne.. Hy Siopted shore Sad reachite farward ho fried io epatch «mi‘;" g6t there?" ho you ¢x: Claimed. â€" He took the lotters, and she made no resistance.â€" It would be folly to force the issue now, she thoright. ‘ Another epportunity would present itself. Ryâ€" der locked the letters up very carefully in the drawer on the lefthand side of his desk, mattering to himsel# rathor than speaking to Bhirley: -"'&"um‘h.tm mm':ad.O,mM not?" said Shirley boldly. mmore? â€"demanded Rrae weapt Rossmore?" Ryder susptâ€" hbdr. "Ifln'thgvlflulb-no "l-qvm'lio-u‘m- ply. Then she added, ‘He‘s the father of the girl you don‘t like, isn‘t het"* "Yes, he‘s the‘â€" 4 "!nm-otneonouu?‘ mm. C blt:.kvb e was across + was standing watching her on the othor side of the desk. He caught her glance and, ‘leaning over to take some manuâ€" script, he said: s "Yes, I don‘t want these papers to snapped, and he clinched his fist. "How must hate him‘ said Shirâ€" tey, wbznwlm change. "Not at all," replied Ryder, recoverâ€" ing his self possession and suavity of He took the telephone from his desk and his methods, butâ€"I know very Htâ€" tieâ€"about him except that he is about to be removed from office." "About to be?* echoed Shirley. "So his fate is decidad even before he is tried?* The girt k" Mitterty. "Yen," she wont on, "some ~-2 mlflm.abb nocent of the things of: he is ao "Do they t with his politics m this is the third recent disappearance, and that the circamâ€" stances surrounding it are unusually peculiar, The missing mab is named Chambers and he has been gone since>.June~12. He leaves behind him. a valugble farm and stock about tenâ€"miles from Powâ€" assan; also a daughter:nine : years of age and a. wife. piting" Chambers was a widower. His wife had died some*Fears ago, leaving â€" a bright little girl to his care. . Neighâ€" bors say that he was lonely. There came to this vicinity a ~Mrs, Potter, variously ‘described: as from Toronto and Berlin. The letters â€" reâ€" ceived by the Department declare that Chambers married her: on two or three hours‘ acquaintance. At any rate, he did marry her, and: she is now . in charge of his farm. . ~Chambers had been ~ten years ~ in the neighborhood,. and is wellâ€"known, but apparently dropped out ol sight without leaving any word. . Neighbors have beenâ€"searching for him without avail.. Omueâ€"letter received by the Depâ€" uty _ ‘Attorneyâ€"General~ quotes Mrs. Chambers No. 2 as saying that he told her on the day of his disappearâ€" wnce, that "if anything bappens . to me that I never come back, you keep the little girl." Why Did He Go? ~Why and where did he go* No arnâ€" swer seems forthcoming. It is: said that a woman claimed by Mrs.â€"Potterâ€" Chambers as her daughter â€"appeared on the scene a week before the disappearâ€" ance. â€" ‘This woman and her husband ate said to be a Mr. and ‘Mrs. Ash of Toronto: ¢ % Lived in ‘Berlin. The Mrs. Potter referred to in the above despatch is the widow . of the late Fred Potter, who died _several years ago. Since his death "she has ‘peen employed as a domestic in ditâ€" ‘erent parts of the Province. Seyâ€" vral months ago. she ctreated a sensaâ€" tion by runmning away with a marâ€" ied man of this town, and the pair were arrested in Port Huron. The nan was brought back to Berlin while the woman proceeded to Toronto, : .Powassan, Ont., July 9,â€" Profound mystery surrounds the disapg:rmo tom his home in Chisholm Township, ibout ten miles from here, of James Chambers, a farmer, . who has been ‘alssing Tfor four weeks, Rumors are sife. in this locality that the missing man has been secretly done away with. . Whether they be true or not, thete can be no gainsaying the fact that the spot from which he disapâ€" peared is well @dapted for a . mutâ€" "Â¥ m’mflhflm with the most distressing aches, headaches, and ‘bearing down pains, and I kept growing more and more nervous. J. A. Laliberte, of 34 Artilâ€" %mm‘wh * For six years I have been doctoring for female weakness, heart and nerves, liver and Hdl"trvnlh. but in Lydia E. Pinkham‘s Vegetable Compound I can ssfely say I have found a cure. woman‘s organism, It quickly calls nmnth&to trw%lo b q‘ccmill,y& It tells, with other lympgyma. 'g:ch u‘l: loins, weight in the lower part of the body, that a woman‘s feminine organism needs immediateattention. m‘“"n%‘&":‘"m";&fi": to a healthy; normal is 4 '-x:rnu' E. Pinkham‘s Vegetable Comâ€" f"" rflkvd_-...dnnhn-fl:uo.- . made me a wowah, "I M'Wl Pinkhaii‘s Vegotable Compor * LYDIA E. PINKHAM‘S VEGETABLE c“‘m Was i Widower Hint at Murder, of T 3 | in a lonelyv valles 1o / ~Co O Euol Aistenge away o a ore | * puadnirinsmee oo it railw y ;‘:-‘-. i k' <* *R Q UEBoLLeK nto % E ; n ter edâ€" by ~a § EBE ET + Himapasig n > alle goreover, there is the lact . that ®, P. CLmatrrik o. k w. the +â€" has been . the ghy ,MW T t e 4 e on ie found no trace of ‘m man. 4 z. C "‘A, ,‘: s:.f) The most optimistic individuais _ inâ€" ME ‘Rarsaters i Votaries tcrested in the fate of Chambers sugâ€" Cpazstsatems d Money to To (¢ gcst that it is possible â€"he may have loBride °* ~<~/**~ & B gone to the Old Cou , but this idea * TA 4e o is â€" scouted by | Mrs. , . who * omm saiys that he only. had about $15 when _ _ i mm i. io} ol he disappeared, a sum which fi; Alox. Wls * Watnar e not carty him far. . . U rristars, notaries, oto." ( Chambers‘ . matrimonial. afairsâ€"are §Pf romic ok, King St, ° the subject of a good dea? of Jfocal 3 Ee s; <o6d wl cossip. _On Feb. â€"22nd last he was ? t o s married to his present. wife, formerly % . < S thee a Mrs. Potter, who has resided in WY M~READB K. 0° _ _ | both Toronto and Berlin. . According [ . _ Barrister, Solicitar, : No to ‘his present. wile, Chambers â€" was Nan'l:’an ni'“" m‘kyr about 60 years of age, though, she * « Telephone * <a ctited in an interview, be gave his â€" : in age as 54 at their marriage. â€" It is NM, / e saul thatâ€"Chambersâ€"matried Mrs. Potâ€" wâ€"â€" oAN _ reerestesemigen â€" 00 tor three hours after their first meetâ€" '“m convey &mol ing, but when questioned upon . the <rly Peterson‘s wu{!‘:fl‘; o9 point the lady denied it. Pressed as ’,7' to how long. she hadâ€"been acquaiuted poin ie with t> missing man, Mrs. Chambers * J "‘â€"'\"i:‘;' absolutely declined to discuss the subâ€" “m'm"" C ject of their courtship. T Ronbettien m ht /: 209 o4 e o Egete Her daughter and sonâ€"inâ€"law, Mrs. Esche and little Mary Chambers, were resent at the interview. ‘"I have nothing to hide," she said, ‘"and I wantâ€" the authorities to make a full investigation. I will render them evâ€" ery assistance, and as soon as I get in money from the crops, 1. will be willing to help financially. The sugâ€" gestion that I am responsibleâ€" for his Jisappeatrance is ridiculous. I _ will tell everything and show _ everything to anyone that comes here to investiâ€" gate." Chambers was greatly attached to his little daughter, and it was probâ€" ably on account of her welfare ~ that he entered om . hisâ€"second marriage. Siuce the death of his first wife he had lived a bachelor‘s life. His fondâ€" ness for his child, to say nothing of Itke fact that he owned a 200â€"acre Tarm: and considerable â€" live . stock, seems to dispose of the theory that he has skipped the country. His crops were in exceltent condition and would have brought him in a #ood _ return. He had cleared the land â€" ijmself and was greatly respected in she locality during the 14 years that he had lived there. Mrs. Esche daughter of the present Mrs. Chambers, â€"cameâ€"to the farm on May 29th, whilst Mr. Esche had been in Powassan for some time, and had been travelling to and fro beâ€" tween this town and the homestead. They are still at the farm, Mrs. Esche being engaged in the task _ of looking: after the crops. 1t is .not often an opportunity . o« curs at your door to sée the . lates* Parisian and New York sty1g§ in Hai Goods, yet such is the case, ‘as Prot. Dorenwend of Toronto is visiting this town, and : invites your inspection of these goods at bis private apartments teserved at the Hotel. _ 1 â€"These Hair.Goods styles, when proâ€" : :Iy adjusted protect and _ @mament ~newt, sotter ind â€"beautily the ox« nrassion of . Yhe face, and consequently. "I am quite unable to account for my husband‘s disappearance," said Mrs. Chambers. ‘"‘There was nothing the matter at all with him the night before he disappeared. He was as nice as could be then, and my daughter, sonâ€"inâ€"law and he played cards. We spent a very nice evening. On _ the morning of the 12th June he was as affectionate as ever. Before he went away he said to his daughter, Mary: ‘Don‘t go near the Coopers. They are not your friends, Don‘t go there even on a visit.‘ Then he bade Mary goodâ€" byc and kissed her two or three times and called her his little blossom, that is what Mary tells me." (Mary, who was sitting opposite the reporter, corroborated this portion _ of the story.y ~He tage out.to the stable," Mrs. Chambers proceeded, ‘"where 1 was milking a cow. _ He stooped down and kissed me and said . good motning. That was his usual way. He then went out â€"to collect some taxes and we never saw him again." Mrs. Chalmers says that she and her hushaad had lived very happy toâ€" gether since their marriage and that there had been no quarrels, beyond the trifling domestic differences which occur in most families. Chambers, who was an Englishman, by birth, is said to have been a well informed man,â€" who spent a _ number of ~vears in the United States. Mrs. Chambers does not expect to see het husband again. ‘"He will never come back,‘""â€"she said as the reporter left. "Why not?" asked the reporter. "Oh, he won‘t," was the only reply which Mrs. Chambers: offered. IMPORTANT TQO LADIES The Gourlay pisno has . wOn a \.>> w*e record â€" for standing in tuss, no metter s hat the atmospheric conâ€" ditions. In those parts of West tn Canada where visits of ttn cs _ ;t infrequent, th: waceoss of the Gourtay has been enotmous, Worsbipped ~His Daughter Had Lived Happily Newfoundland, reports an increase o a thousand in the membership of the Chirch in the island, whith is mauch more â€" thars pr«vpold“q%;‘;., 6 rowth of populations ~[/other inorh x Haren spiipts 4 > R C tm Fd T *A Kev. Dr. Albert Buperintendent _ c Church, â€" who has Newfoundland, rop a thousand in the 1 STRATFORD, ONT. |â€" a _ The Sooner you com & to\'“ in this school IL -oone‘r)l’;:u may 6x« pect to ~hold position of "trust. but courses are thorough and pt%fiul. Our students always succeed. © asâ€" sist graduates to positions, "We have NEWFOUNDLAND METHODISM DR, J, Shorthan 'cil?df"l\ET-' graphic. We emâ€" pluy experienced mflucton. Cat Rlojus Aaw VL Fot Tob P i ~ > mnaridintage 2 m h. g‘fit Waterloo. _ Will visit fllllm 2 S louse the second Thursday Friday ‘ and.. fourth Thureday and Friday of eack mor % (inper n eamente se stceen | l- ulho'*ea will be closed . every. Friday . dhcl 3 in s JOBN Lj W JDh M AN lesuer of Marriage Licenses Offlceâ€"Post Office,} Bt. Jacabe, Oni. _ ~ .. F G. HUGHES. > a ‘Dentist. Uddfellow‘s Block. For mutual convenience D&flfi trom a disfance are particularly â€" quested to make appointments. _ *\ * Chicago College of. 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